Anticipation

I feel the sky
It opens up in my head
As a blue day
Sharp as glass
Seeing through a clear view
 .
I see the whole world
Sitting in my hand
Like a egg
Ready to hatch
Just waiting
To crack
 .
Bouncing in anticipation
I place my ear
Against the white
Listening
At the silent oval
 .
I jump up and down
In agitation
Shaking the egg up and down
Trying to get it
To crack
 .
Placing it on the oak table
It does
Surprisingly
The egg
Is still alive
And it cracks
A golden brown bird

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